[HP] If youth has an ageless face

"Sylvia!" Edwin pulled through the crowd and rushed straight in front of them, "I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, gentlemen, but I have something urgent to tell my friend." Although the previous She was still furious in the second, but she had skillfully put on a smiling face when she spoke.

"Of course, of course, you don't have to apologize at all." The guy named Travers laughed from ear to ear, "but you must remember to send your friend back yourself." He emphasized emphatically For the word "in person", Edwin pulled in his heart to ridicule him for being overwhelmed, but on the surface he still laughed:

"Don't worry, Sylvia won't get lost."

After all, she ignored the other party's warning eyes and desperately struggling movements, and unceremoniously dragged Sylvia into the curtain by the window.

"What are you doing!" Sylvia screamed, throwing her off, "We were having a good time talking!"

Edwina didn't know who gave Sylvia the courage to say: "Who did you talk to happily? Regulus? I don't think he even said a word to you! So, you are wearing heavy makeup and posing What's the point? For someone like Travers?"

"Are you so mean?" Sylvia retorted sharply, crossing her arms uncomfortably over her chest. "You're welcome, Travers' eyeballs are almost glued to you."

"Don't worry about me, I'm not self-sufficient like some people here." Edwin pulls back unceremoniously, "You're just an embroidered pillow with an empty mind, and you're still working day and night. Dream to catch up with Regulus? So many days have passed, do you have any progress?"

"What do you mean?" Sylvia seemed to be completely irritated, her voice broke out immediately, "You—"

"Shhh!" Edwin rolled her eyes, "Let me just say it plainly: you definitely won't be able to hook up with Regulus." Before Sylvia got furious, she hurried Xu continued, "Is there anyone in Slytherin or even Hogwarts who doesn't know the stupid things you did to Malfoy earlier? Do you think Regulus is a fool? It will never have anything to do with you, what's the use of wasting your time on him?"

"You're the smart one!" Sylvia snorted coldly through her nose, "I'm not stupid. Of course I know that everyone now thinks I'm an ignorant bitch."

Edwina frowned: "It's not that far..."

"Spare your rhetoric," Sylvia told her indifferently, "my goal in life is to climb up—the higher the better—and how hard it is is not my concern. .”

Edwin stared at her for a while: "So you still care about your origin, right?"

"I told you about my ambition on the first day we met." Sylvia suddenly took a step closer, lowered her voice and reminded maliciously, "Don't forget that you are not a real white swan either. If not The Davis family adopted you, so you may not live better than me."

ocean waves.

Rocking boat.

A village scorched by the sun.

Mother's cry.

echo.

"Perhaps," Edwinra replied, "but at least I know myself."

"That's why you chose Lukewood?" Sylvia asked quickly.

"Of course not. Lukewood is just my current mobile purse." Edwina recalled what Lukewood said when he dedicated the string of sapphire necklaces to her, "How could I fall in love with someone who would marry me and a A man with a sapphire equal sign?"

So would you fancy a man who has a devil's web or poisonous tentacles as his heart's desire?

When he saw the faint light in Greenhouse No. [-], an incredible thought flashed in Edwin's heart.She smiled, and boldly slipped out of the foyer in violation of the curfew.

Darren Zabini was looking down at a thick book with his back turned to her, and he was still holding a stone mortar in his hand, and was slowly pounding something.

Edwina watched carefully for a moment, then she cleared her throat and coughed heavily.

Darren trembled in fright, and Edwin laughed:

"So you also know that sneaking into the greenhouse during curfew is against school rules."

"I'm not. Professor Sprout allowed me to come and stay here." Darren reflexively defended, and after Edwin Rah laughed inexplicably again, he slowly remembered to refute, "On the contrary, It's against the school rules that you're here. As a prefect, I—"

"Please, don't be so prim on a Friday night. What are you reading?"

"A book of herbal medicine."

"What's that?"

"It's just some pods." Darren replied succinctly, "the juice from the mash can refresh your mind."

"What kind of pods are those?"

Darren silently poured the contents of the mortar onto the strainer, and after a while he reluctantly replied: "You don't even know."

"Is this a kind of discrimination between colleges?" Of course Edwin could hear a sense of superiority in his tone, "Don't look down on me, I—" She originally wanted to move out of the well-known Ravenclaw back then. Constance came to intimidate him, but she didn't want to mention her sister's name, "I'm not someone who doesn't know anything about herbal medicine, okay?"

"Well, you're entitled to say that. Though Slughorn's slug party would suit you better in my opinion."

"So, you look down on those who are good at dancing? I happen to think that popularity is also a science."

"I didn't say that. I just think that if a person spends too much time grooming and talking and playing, then this person must not be a very rich person spiritually."

Edwin's eyes widened: "Your words seem very targeted."

"If you insist on matching your number, I can't help it." Darren shrugged and began to tidy up the things on the workbench, "But then again, you are indeed the kind of person who looks different every day—"

"You actually noticed this!" Edwin yelled strangely, "Are you paying so much attention to me?"

"My memory is better than ordinary people." Facing her teasing Darren replied without changing his face, "Please don't take unnecessary liberties with my original sentences, thank you."

"You are much more interesting than I thought, Mr. Zabini." Edwin raised his hand and pressed on the thick book, "You want to take this book away? Then tell me a joke. "

Darren looked at her calmly for a few seconds, then withdrew his hand: "Unfortunately, neither the book nor my jokes are far beyond your comprehension."